Im Hyung Soo || North Korea

[Im Hyung Soo]

Im Hyung Soo

FULL NAME HEREIm Hyung Soo

NICKNAMES He prefers nothing other than Hyung Soo. You can call him Northie, Commie, Yong Soo’s brother, just be prepared to deal with a pissed of North Korean.
GENDERMale.
AGE 16
GRADE Sophomore
ETHNICITY North True Korean.
SPECIALTY

Firearms - Growing up in a military oriented country like North Korea with a captain of the North Korean Special Forces as a father, he had the choice to either become proficient in skills like this, or bringing shame to his family; something both he and his father wouldn’t let happen. Granted, he really didn’t have much to work with other than Cold War era Soviet weapons but training and practice have honed his aim to high levels.

Hand to hand combat - Trained in a vague, unique to North Korean special forces, martial art called, “Gyeok-Sul”, Hyung Soo can be deadly even without his guns. Gyeok-Sul is much more deadly than something like Judo or Tae-Kwon-Do, and he knows it, taking every opportunity to beat up anyone stupid enough to get this Korean pissed off.


YOUR CHARACTER'S LIKES At least six

• His country - A huge patriot just like every other North Korean, he loves his country above everything, and is quite easily willing to die for it if need be. Maybe he loves his country a little too much, but you’ll never get him to confess to it.
  
  
• Being left alone - Hyung-Soo is antisocial, there’s no denying it, he’d rather sit in his room by himself than go out in public and interact with anyone. Trying to force him to interact with anyone he doesn’t want will likely end up very... bloody, and messy for everyone involved.
  
  
• Weapons - Whether it be something small like a knife, or something big like a bomb, he loves it all and loves using them even more. Everybody else seems to have a problem with his wielding weapons for some reason though, and he has to resort to hiding them.
  
  
• Tradition - Having order is important to Hyung-Soo, and tradition makes that so much easier to have. He’s also fairly old-fashioned, his country has been behind the times in terms of modernizing and he ended up the same way growing up there for the past 16 years. That includes being a proper gentleman, having the best possible manners, utmost respect for his elders, but also the ideals of having a wife who would do his bidding, bear his children, and stay home while he works. He’s a win-lose situation, good with the bad.
  
  
• Power - He’s a bit power hungry, although he won’t admit it. He likes being able to make the decisions, to be able to do things others can’t, to rule over things. He actually might go to pretty extreme lengths to get this power, with little regard what effects it might have or who he hurts, not like he really cares anyways.
  
  
• Money - Granted, he doesn’t have much, barely any actually, and he spends it recklessly when he does have it, but he still likes it the same. Now if he could figure out a way to live without racking up debt to everyone around, that’d be just great.
  
  
• Food - One of the few things he shares in common with his long-lost brother, good old Korean food. While he can’t afford much more than a bit of rice and a little Kimchi every day, it makes him extremely happy whenever he gets a chance to eat some Jajangmyeon, or Nangmyeon on special occasion or when people decide to take pity on him.
  
  
• Drink - This like would be a blanket statement of just alcohol, but Hyung Soo happens to only like a certain type of beer, specifically produced in Pyongyang. Through a few connections, he managed to get this whenever he wanted back when he lived in the city of Pyongyang, but his supply has unfortunately been dwindling as of late. He’s not likely to get completely drunk, but he sees nothing wrong with having a drink every once in awhile.
  

YOUR CHARACTER'S DISLIKES Again, at least six

• Parties - Too loud, too smelly, too messy, too disorganized, too many people, too many.. Well, you get the idea. everything that parties represents, he’s disgusted with and he wouldn’t be caught dead at one without a good reason. Speaking of which...
  
  
• Loud noises - Gunshots, he can handle. Canons, he can handle. Thunder, he can handle. But loud noises made by the masses, going about their lives like the insignificant ants they are? That’s a big no-no for Hyung Soo, surprising noises out of the blue that take him by surprise and startle him, or cost him his concentration, and you can be sure that somebody’s getting dragged off to a work camp some one-on-one time with Hyung Soo.
  
  
• - Branching off from that real quick, that includes little kids
  crying. Children should be neither seen nor heard, at least according to him, and the high pitched wailing coming from a tiny little mouth is enough to make him go insane. And when he’s insane, he’s both harmful to everyone around him and himself, so keep kids away.
  
  
• The Western world - It’s more to do with the atmosphere in which he grew up rather than anything personal, but he’s been told his entire life that the western world and its people are all evil, polluting the world and getting in the way of The Great Leader’s, and his children, plan to bring together all who live on mother earth under the leadership of Kim Il Sung, and his lineage. It’s like how American children were told that the ‘commie’s’ were all bad people and that their country was much better during the time of the Cold War.
  
  
• Being told no - That goes from when he was a toddler, being told no when he wanted to poke and play with Yong Soo, all the way to now when he’s constantly being told no when he wants to carry weapons around, and even more so when he wants to use them. Weapons aside, he’s always told ‘no’ to more food, more money, basically everything you can think of. He’s become a little rebellious, and he’ll get silent and moody before striking out whenever someone dares to utter his least favourite word in his presence.
  
  
• People - As a general rule, he doesn’t like other people. He lives like a hermit, only interacting with people when he really needs them, and only people close to him at that. Apparently that’s one of the signs of a sociopath, but don’t tell him that, he’ll go psyco on you and beat you up have to correct you very politely, without any violence at all.
  
  
• K-Pop - He has no clue why Yong Soo has a fascination with it, it’s downright degrading to the true Korean culture and music. He considers it South Korea’s attempt at trying to become more western, something he truly disapproves of like the patriot he is. Especially that new song, ‘Gangnam Style’ or something like that, it’s completely humiliating to see Yong Soo trying to dance along to it.
  

FEARS At least two

• That he’d be killed - Let’s face it, it’s everybody’s fear, there’s no denying that, especially considering their profession. But for Hyung Soo, he’s even more afraid because of how the rest of his world regards his country. Training for the North Korean Special Forces, he’s had the words, ‘Don’t get caught’ drilled into his head. Reasons why had been vague, but it ranged from being tortured legally to obtain information from him, to outright execution, so he makes it his priority to not get caught, or at least be able to make sure they won’t be able to take him alive. Paranoid, but it’s effective.
  
  
• Tigers - Completely irrational considering he’d be able to take out a tiger easily with the multitude of weapons he has on his person at all times, but legends of the fearsome tiger monster in the story of the sun and the moon scared him greatly as a child, and he’s been wary of any and all tigers ever since.
  
  
• Gumiho - That is to say, fox women, or were-fox. Another creature of myth, the Gumiho is a fox that can take the shape of anything, but most likely a beautiful woman in order to seduce males, and eat their liver/heart afterwords. Hyung Soo might be deadly intelligent, but is still afraid that it might be true. He’s socially awkward, not having been around women very much so he fears not knowing if it’s actually a human woman he’s talking to and not someone who wants his organs for dinner.
  

QUIRKS/ODDITIES At least three

• Sociopathic tendencies - He’s cunning, he gets violent, and he doesn’t have a care in the world for anyone other than himself and his country. He considers most things ‘his right’ to have, he’s a smooth, natural lier, and has a complete lack of empathy. He’s been putting this to good use so far, before being sent to this place for the next part of training in the DPRK SOF. So far, he only gets violent when provoked, so that’s a blessing for nearly everyone he comes in contact with.
  
  
• Hair curl - Just like Yong Soo’s hair curl, except curling downwards. Don’t, with a capital ‘D’, touch it. People assume that because Yong Soo’s curl is one of his endogenous zones, and that Hyung Soo’s functions the same way. Those same people are now either in a work camp or in a coma in a hospital cheerfully reconsidering their future actions without any physical, emotional, or mental damage at all.
  
  
• Threats - Well more about the completely ridiculous threats that he uses in a completely serious voice. An example would be threatening to nuke somebody, which he has done multiple times, even though he doesn’t actually have access to nuclear weapons no matter how much he wishes he had. Of course, realistic threats such as knocking somebody unconscious or shooting them in the foot are still dangerous, and should be taken seriously. He should really have a ‘proceed with caution’ sign hung around his neck... *Dragged away to be beaten up by muse*
  
  
• Clothing style - Just as Yong Soo might refuse to wear anything other than his hanbok, Hyung Soo refuses to wear anything other than an old green army jacket unless he has to be in uniform for a DPRK SOF ceremony. He’s had that jacket for years, and has sentimental ties to it considering there was once a time he had to live on the streets alone as an experiment by his father, when the only thing he had was, wait for it, his jacket.
  

OVERALL PERSONALITY At least six points with a description for each one, or +400 words

At first sight, most people dismiss Hyung Soo as Yong Soo’s depressing, quiet, and grumpy brother, and much less fun to be around. He’s ignored in favour of his brother, and while he appreciates the low amount of attention that brings him, it’s also made him quite bitter over the years, always passed over, always considered to be worse, it’s enough to make anyone froth with rage, yes?

What actually happened is that he became more withdrawn, showing a few outward signs of sociopathy, with a complete lack of empathy towards things such as bugs or small animals, not even batting an eye when he watched them die, or when he was the one killing later on. He also noticed that he rarely ever felt emotion and barely felt it when he did, learning how to fake this normal human trait from a book instead of instinctively knowing like anyone else.

That which he hates most in his life has also turned out to be a blessing, being able to blend in with the background and stay unnoticed, a lone wolf. He does whatever he needs to do in order to get what he wants, whether that be quietly stealing some food to feed himself, or lie about that pretty, shiny knife belonging to him and not a certain unconscious person hidden away in a closet. Granted, he doesn’t find anything wrong with it, he has a sense that everything in the world is either his or his country’s, and therefore ready for his taking if need be.

He lived like this for a good 15 years, showing off and exploiting the starting signs of sociopathic-ness, before joining the North Korean Special Forces through his father pulling some strings. Here, he learned to control and hone his skills, able to control his less... appealing features while also learning to put on a charade, and pass off as a normal person, albeit a lot more anti-social than he should be. He is not, has not been, nor ever will be shy, and that is definitely not his reason for staying away from the masses, but it’s that he finds communicating with them to be a pain, and it just irritates him. He’s been taught to cleanse his body of anger, to cleanse of basically every emotion out there, to let himself fall into a constant state of zen and keep a cool head, so silent and lonely he stays.

Because he prefers to listen as opposed to speak, he’s sometimes seen as stupid, mentally damaged to an extent. While the whole nearly starving to death multiple times in his life left him with a few less brain cells than what he started out with, he’s completely right in the head, fairly intelligent to be honest. The only thing that keeps him back here is his inability to spend his money properly at all, leaving him starving yet again and making even more stupid choices from that. He might save up a few hundred dollars, before seeing a new while walking around a store and impulse-buying, before regretting his choice as he stares at his oh-so-empty food closet.

Emotionally, he’s about as sensitive as a rock. This guy is definitely not the type of guy you want to go cry on after your boyfriend broke up with you for that girl at hooters he knocked up a week ago, Hyung Soo will just brush you off and tell you that you’re over dramatic before kicking you out of his house and telling you to not come back unless it’s an actual emergency next time. Normal teen boys have the emotional range of a teaspoon, but this guy is more along the lines of the range of a grain of sand.

He’s very prone to violence, it’s normally the first thing he goes to whenever anything rubs him the wrong way. Whether it’d be punching someone with his fists, thick skinned from punching rope-covered tree trunks all day for weeks during training, or pulling out whatever weapon he has on his person, ranging from a gun, to a knife, or a hand grenade, and using it in whatever way he deems most fun. Only fools talk out problems, real men fight. Or at least, that’s what he thinks.

He’s also a survivor, living through long periods of time without food, or living without a roof over his head, or from being dropped in the ocean 4km from shore and swimming back in the dead of winter. So far, nothing seems to be able to keep him down for long, and he’ll be right back ready for more. Living with nearly nothing for most of his life, he knows how to make do or improvise, adapting however he needs to in order to just keep living.

All in all, he’s quiet, he’s violent, he’s anti-social, and everybody’s better off leaving him alone. He’s happy doing his own thing, and there’s no reason to disrupt the flow of things by bugging him, he’ll just threaten to bomb you with a nuke that he doesn’t have.

“Target spotted.” He hissed into his walkie talkie, specially set to broadcast to the team leader, as well as the rest of his group, the Storm Corps, an assassination brigade composed of the elite of the elite in the DPRK SOF. At 15 years old, he was completely under qualified yet managed to land himself in this specific mission, partly because of his father’s influential pull as the captain, and partially because of his connection to the target. Assassinating his own brother, that gave the squad a kick if nothing else.

“Target is walking across the park, permission to shoot?” He asked, tightening his grip on the grip of his Zastava M76 sniper rifle, his cross hairs slowly following the target, watching, waiting, knowing he controlled whether his target lived or died at this moment. Essentially, he felt like a god, and the feeling excited him to end, making his blood race through his bod. He took a deep breath, remembering the ancient techniques for calming one’s body, knowing that he would blow it if he let emotions come first. And in the fatherland, failure was not an option.

“Permission denied, tangos behind him. Wait until they’re distracted. Alpha 1, you’re up.” He heard, the static accompanying the words. Now calm, he looked through the zoom as he watched a man sneak up behind the guards, 20 metres away from the target, and shoot them with tranquilizer darts, knocking them both out and letting their bodies hit the ground slowly before they even understood the danger of the situation.

“Done and done.” Another voice crackled, before the man ran back into the shadows of the thick trees and disappear from his sight. “You know what to do now, permission to shoot granted. Make it count.” The first voice followed, his voice carrying and erie amount of calm to it. This was it, all the work for the last few months have been leading up to this moment. To take out one of the South Korean’s valuable assets, the boy they had chosen to attend a special spy school in the middle of nowhere. The same school he was going to attend. Strangely, Hyung Soo did not feel any guilt about what he was about to do, nor did he feel much else other than wonder at the thought of taking somebody of his own flesh and blood’s life and erasing it from this world. It would make his job at the new school easier in any case, it would hardly be a loss to him.

He took a deep breath, steadying the scope and magnifying the zoom a little more. This close up, he could see his brother eating, getting Kimchi all over his slobbery face. The amount of food that he was shoving in his face disgusting him considering that could feed a family of four for a week back in the his country. It made him sick, knowing that people like this were living spoiled, pampered lives while his countrymen suffered. It was an anomaly that he would try his hardest to fix.

He rested the tip of the chevron upon his target’s heart, slowing his own’s rate down and breathing deeper, slower, calmer until his gun stopped moving. He started squeezing on the trigger, which would then make the firing pin slam into the back of the bullet loaded in the gun, where it would then explode and release hot gas, pushing the projectile into open air and deep into soft flesh. At least, that’s what he hoped. In actuality, he fired clean and true, but at the last moment, a sudden breeze kicked up, blowing the bullet less than an inch away from his chest, close enough that the wind kicked up behind the flying piece of metal cut the front of his shirt.

Enraged at his miss, he began to fire off more bullets down towards his brother, who ducked and ran as fast as he could, resembling a chicken with its head cut off, into the nearest government building from which a squad of 6 armed men burst out, their guns trained upon a spot not 20 metres away from him.

“Mission abort, mission abort. The target is still alive, I repeat, the target is still alive.” He barked into his radio, before slinging his gun over his shoulder and running towards the drop zone where he’d be picked up. That’s what he hoped anyway, failure was not easily tolerated and he did not know what would happen to someone who failed a mission such as this.

“I’ll get you brother, whether it be today, tomorrow, or 10 years from now. I’m coming to get you, and I will kill you.”

YOUR NAME OR ALIASJust call me Kook.
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WHERE DID YOU FIND US?I was on here before, Queenie dragged me here back when ALoS first started.

[Queenie]

Welcome to the Academy.... IM HYUNG SOO!

Holyshit.... o.o That has got to be one of the best apps I have ever read Kook, even if it kinda scared/unsettled me a little ^^;;

You did an amazing job with this app and I love, especially the RP sample ouo I couldn't stop reading that, whether I wanted to or not eue;;

You have an awesome grasp of North it seems, even though I kinda already knew that ^^;; I love how you made him a closet psychopath essentially, it fits ^^ His likes/dislikes/etc. all seem to be in order, and his specialty fits in nicely eueb

So welcome to the academy ^^ I hope you continue to have an awesome time here~